Isla
Isla's smile grows almost radiant as he passes into the living room to kneel down beside her, her eyes closing against the soft kiss pressed to her forehead. "Hello," she replies warmly, grounded merely by his presence in a way that she hasn't realised she'd needed. His hand on her leg and atop her own is enough to make all of this seem less like something happening to her and more like a course they've set upon together, and she appreciates it more than she can ever say to him,
"Flattery will get you everywhere," she teases at his compliment. It had gotten her into this position in the first place, she might have added, but decides not to. Her free hand comes up to cup his cheek, brushing over the neat stubble, and finally Isla knows she has to ruin the warmth of this moment with the truth.
"Listen," she tells him, her voice soft and sure as a medic delivering news. Nothing flowery, just quiet facts that will, she hopes be easy to absorb. "My water broke shortly after you left this morning. Everything feels fine, but I have been having regular contractions since then. So, Everest Hart, I think it might be time I went down to the clinic to have our baby."
"Flattery will get you everywhere," she teases at his compliment. It had gotten her into this position in the first place, she might have added, but decides not to. Her free hand comes up to cup his cheek, brushing over the neat stubble, and finally Isla knows she has to ruin the warmth of this moment with the truth.
"Listen," she tells him, her voice soft and sure as a medic delivering news. Nothing flowery, just quiet facts that will, she hopes be easy to absorb. "My water broke shortly after you left this morning. Everything feels fine, but I have been having regular contractions since then. So, Everest Hart, I think it might be time I went down to the clinic to have our baby."
I'll take a bruise, I know you're worth it
When you hit me, hit me hard
When you hit me, hit me hard
